I arrived home yesterday at around 9pm.
The journey home was unpleasant because the rhythm of my system had been disturbed during the day. The effect was that we had to stop the car every few hundred yards for me to be ill. I prized the fact that I probably looked like a Christmas drunk.
The illness continued when I got home, so I did the sensible thing and took myself to bed.
Despite the difficulties there are immediate and noticeable benefits from receiving the blood. I simply feel much more centred and comfortable in myself and much warmer too. I go in at 9am, or as soon as I get there to receive the last unit and should be home well before 1pm.
During the summer I struggled with the concept of having someone else's blood, but there were no such reservations this time and I wish that I could shake the hand of whoever donated it.
Good news Rumps
ReplyDeleteSounds like those haemoglobin levels are starting to reach parity.
Good luck for today my friend
Triple Witcher